It's Still Life

On Danes Hill

The thought of being on that hill,
in that wind as hard as marble . . .

it’s such a thick and smitten chill,
the thought of being on that hill.

Fingers cold, nose so froze until
my every word is icy garble.

The thought of being on that hill,
in that wind as hard as marble . . .

Poem Form: Triolet in couplets:  1st line A, 2nd line B, 3rd line a (rhymes with A), 4th line A (entire 1st line repeated), 5th line a (rhymes with A), 6th line b (rhymes with B), 7th line A (entire 1st line repeated), 8th line B (entire 2nd line repeated).

Image from WikiArt: Return of the peasants from a funeral in the winter, by Vasily Perov, 1880. Original Title: Возвращение крестьян с похорон зимою. Public Domain. © Misky 2022.